Falling Out Of Love With Love...

True statements...or just words from a girl who is still hoping someone will prove her wrong...only time will tell.

I'm seriously falling out of love with...love.
Like...the actual idea of the whole thing.
As a matter of fact, the whole definition of the word.
I'm falling out of love with the idea that there is one person out there that is my complete compliment and my reason for living.
I'm falling out of love with the idea that there is one person out there that is willing to wholeheartedly give me all of them...with no questions asked.
I'm starting to fall out of love with the idea that there is someone out there who will accept me for who I am...all faults and shortcomings included.
I'm starting to fall out of love with the idea that absence makes the heart grow fonder...and that the longer I am away from a person the more he'll appreciate the time we have together.
I'm starting to fall out of love with the the flowers, the candy, the cards, the dates, the fights out of frustration, the random texts, the all nite fone convos, and the dreams.
I'm starting to fall out of love with distance...near and far.
I'm starting to fall out of love with one dude being the only thought on my brain...and the only person to hold my heart.
I'm starting to fall out of love with the whole male species.
I'm starting to fall out of love with the whole idea of marriage, the kids, "for better or for worse", the house with the picket fence, the feeling of knowing you are the only one, the look of need in his eyes, the feeling of want in someone's arms, and that special skip my heartbeat makes whenever their skin caresses mine.
I'm falling out of love with the "I miss u's", the "I love you's", and the "I really like u's".
I'm falling out of love with the fantasies of fairytale endings.
I'm starting to fall out of love with making love and being completely connected with 1 person mind, body, and soul.

On the contrary...

I am falling in love with the thought that love will make you put up with some BULLSHIT
Or that a dude will love you as long as you fit in to their idea of "love"...and as soon as you say you want more than they are willing to give...things slowly start to fall apart.
I'm falling in love with the thought that no matter how much a dude says he loves you...that won't stop him from cheating.
I'm falling in love with the idea that guys will tell you whatever it is they think you wanna hear...but will forget to back it up with their actions.
I'm falling in love with the "niggas ain't shit" motto...cuz they really ain't.
I'm falling in love with the belief that there is no real Prince Charming...and they are all really frogs.
I'm falling in love with the idea of "gettin mine"...fuck wat they want.
But most importantly, I'm falling in love with the idea that "true love" doesn't exist.